Ramblings

Why does it seem so hard to string together enough words to form a coherent thought? Here I sit, wanting to write and express my creativity again, but my brain feels as stagnant as the week old water in the glass on my bathroom counter. Truthfully, I am a little surprised the water has held off this long in its battle against evaporation. If I read tea leaves, I would take that as a sign that it isn’t too late for my inner writer to emerge victorious from amidst the lethargy she seems to be bogged down in. Oh sweet hope! Maybe tomorrow will be better…

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